Bowl of Cherries
My freshman year in college, I landed a summer job working as a counselor for a summer camp of college bound students, they wanted to get a jump on their first year of college. The camp, located in the Adirondacks, was known for its no nonsense attitude about studies, and its absolute abandonment when play time arrived. Since it was an all boy camp, alot of the play was nude, or nearly so.
I bunked with seven other guys in one of the twelve bunkhouses. Each bunkhouse, had an official counselor, and he was supposed to be a guy you could take your troubles to and get a straight answer. Unfortunately, as counselors, we had zero training, and it was assumed, because we had already experienced what these boys were going to experience in the coming year, we could act as proper guides.
Camp had been going smoothly, for almost two weeks, when something happened I didn't know how to handle, but didn't wan't to bring up with the other counselors at our weekly meeting. I woke up late one night, and heard one of my boys sobbing, I thought. I got out of my bed, and tiptoed over to his bed, and bent down beside him. I'd been relatively quiet, and when I touched him on the shoulder, he nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Jesus man! you scared the shit out of me." He whispered.
"I heard you crying, and thought I could help." My voice was so low, to keep from waking the other sleepers, I wasn't certain he'd heard me.
"I wasn't crying," he hissed after a moment. "But if you want to help, I could sure use it." This was right down my job description alley.
"How can I help?" He looked at me in the dim light of the moon pouring in through our screened windows, and drew his covers back. My eyes at first couldn't see anything, but gradually, I made out the shape of his stiff cock laying across his stomach.
"I was jerking off," he whispered. "Want to help me?" He put a small bottle of hand lotion in my hand, and said, "Use this."
I knew what he was going through. Less than two weeks, and my nuts were so tight, I thought they would explode. I creamed my palm with the lotion, and reached for his stiffness. He moaned quietly when my greased fingers closed on his shaft. He sighed, and humped his ass off the cot a little. My hands cradled his cock and balls, and I began a slow sensuous massage, that had him squirming in no time. He must have had himself close before I interrupted, because before I knew it, he was perfuming the night air with the smell of his cum. Shot after shot flew out of his penis, and I gathered it with my cupped palm. Gradually he relaxed, and his hips returned to the mattress. I started to go back to my bed, with a handful of his cream. He caught my leg with his hand, and I leaned down to hear his whisper.
"What about you man?" His hand let go of my thigh, and groped into my crotch, where he discovered my raging hardon.
"Take it out," he hissed at me. I got onto my knees again, beside his bed, and he lowered my briefs until my thick cock was standing in front of his face. He leaned forward, and his tongue snaked across my burning flesh. I shuddered, and he engulfed my cock in his hot mouth. I'm sorry to say, I'd never experienced a mouth on my dick before, and I shot everything I had in seconds. He gulped and swallowed until there was nothing flowing out of my nuts anymore.
"Thanks," He hissed and I stood and stumbled back to my bunk. My mind was racing. The next morning, he went about his business as if nothing had happened in the night. I was thankful he hadn't mentioned it, but when our afternoon free time occurred, I went back to the bunkhouse to write a letter home, thinking I'd get some free time, while everyone else was down at the lake swimming.
"Hi," Jerold said, as I stepped into the room. He was sitting on his bunk, where he'd sucked me off the night before. "That was hot last night wasn't it?"
"I suppose so, but we shouldn't do it again."
"Why?"
"It isn't right for me to take advantage of you."
"Seems like I had the advantage. Anyway, I want you to fuck me with that sex horn of yours. I've been dreaming about it all night."
"I can't do that Jerold!"
"Why not? My mother's boyfriend's been doing it for over a year now. I miss having a cock in my ass. You can make my summer camp the best ever, if you'll fuck me now and then."
"Jerold!" He stood up, and for the first time, I realized he was naked. "Put on some clothes."
"Not until you fuck me."
"I won't!"
"If you don't, I'll tell Mr. Jakes you made me suck you off." Mr. Jakes was the owner of the camp, and had given us a pretty explicit list of no nos the day we reported for duty. Fucking the charges, was high up the list. If Jerold, told him, I would never be believed.
"Jerold please?" He laid back on his bunk, and spread his legs. His little pucker all pink and hairless was winking at me, and for some reason my cock began to expand in my shorts. I walked toward him in a daze. He handed me a rubber, and told me to put it on. I did so, feeling the latex cling to my rigid shaft for the first time. He was squeezing hand lotion onto his winking hole, and pulling his cheeks apart. I was on my knees, and my cock head was sliding into him. I was almost delirious, losing my virginity to another boy just a year or so younger than me. I fucked into him, and before I knew it, my instinct for sex took over, and I was fucking him like I always imagined it would be. He began groaning, and moaning for me to fuck him harder. I was soon pounding into him sledging my hips against his tender ass. I could feel the changes taking place in my body, and shivering, my nuts drew up tight to my shaft, and suddenly I was pouring my seed into the guts of another boy. When he felt me cum, he gripped his dick, and stroked it fast like a blur, and soon enough his sperm was exploding across his chest. When he finished, he asked me to lick his sperm off. I tasted it lightly with my tongue, and found I liked the taste. I began sucking the streams of cock juice off his smooth skin, and as I was tracing a ribbon of cum across his nipple, he arched his back, and grabbed my head, forcing me to lick his nipple. Finally with a shiver, he let me go.
He dressed in his swim suit, and ran out to join the others at the lake. I staggered in a daze back to my desk, and tried to write a letter home, but couldn't keep the thoughts from flooding across my mind of my big hard cock, plowing into Jerold's asshole. I finally put on my swim suit, and went off to have a swim for myself.
After dinner, we had a sing along that night, and on the way back through the trees to our bunkhouse, Jerold stepped up beside me and said another of our bunkies had a problem.
"What kind of problem?"
"Same kind as I had last night."
"Who is it?" He told me, and I looked at the back of the boy mentioned walking several yards ahead in the dim light of out lanterns.
"He heard us last night, and asked me about it this afternoon down at the lake. He knows you fucked me, and wants me to arrange something between you and him."
"No way Jerold. This is getting out of hand." One of the boys on the path ahead, turned at my raised voice, and looked at us.
"Well there's always Mr. Jakes." He was smirking at me in the flicker of light.
"Maybe I should go to Mr. Jakes myself. Put an end to this before it gets out of control."
"Are you kidding? I'm seventeen guy. Underage to you. They'll prosecute, and it'll be jail time for you. So would you rather have a few fucks or a few years being fucked in jail." My head hurt, and I couldn't think where to turn.
"All right, but not in the bunkhouse. I don't want anyone else hearing."
"Deal. We'll meet at midnight at the boathouse." He trotted off to tell the other boy, and I went back into my daze wondering which was worse, fucking or being fucked in prison.
Later, I slipped out of the bunkhouse about a quarter to twelve, right after I heard Jerold and the other kid sneak out. What I didn't notice, as I made my way along the darkened path to the boathouse, was the two stelthy shadows following me from tree to tree.
In the boathouse, Jerold had lighted a lantern, since there were no windows, there was little chance of others seeing the light. The other boy, Todd, was sprawled on a pile of tarps with his legs spread, and Jerold was between his legs sucking on his stiff dick. My cock went hard immediately.
"O.K. man," Jerold said, pulling off Todd's cock. "The rubbers and lube are here." He pointed to a small bag laying on the tarps with them. "Fuck me first, and then Todd. I'll suck him off while you're fucking me." He seemed to be in charge, so I stripped off my shorts, and suited my thick cock in latex. Todd spread Jerold's asscheeks with his hands, and watched smiling as I lubed his hole, and plunged into him. My cock needed to shoot soon, and I was soon humping Jerold like a log jam. He was moaning on Todd's meat pole, and before I knew it, My nuts were creaming his guts. I pulled out, and put a new rubber on, while Todd and Jerold switched places. They told me Todd was a virgin, and had never been fucked before.
I lubed him, and started trying to work my dick into him. Just as his sphincter relaxed and I slid in, the door of the boathouse opened, and two more guys from my bunkhouse stepped into the feeble light. They were already naked, and both had big boners showing. Jerold smiled up at them from his position on his back, and motioned them over. The oldest, boy, Marc, the one who had looked back at me on the path earlier, suited up his cock, and was soon greasing my asshole with the lube. When he slid into me, I couldn't believe the sensations in my ass.
We started fucking slowly in and out of each other, until Jerold said he wanted to get into Marc's butthole. We stopped and waited while he suited up, and greased Marc up for the assault. Jim, the fourth boy, covered his cock, and plugged Jerold's already greased hole. We resumed fucking, and it wasn't long before everybody was gasping and moaning, and shooting cum as deep as they could.
Well, before the summer was over, every boy in my bunkhouse had found out about the extra curricular pursuits we had been practicing in the boathouse. By mid summer, we were all in on the fun, and it slowly spread to every other bunkhouse. Near the end of summer, I got a note from Mr. Jakes, asking me to come to his quarters to see him. He lived alone in the rooms next to the kitchen, and mess hall. I wondered what he wanted, and dreaded the meeting. I finally screwed up my nerve to go down to his rooms, and knock on his door.
"Yes?" I identified myself, and he asked me to come in. When I opened the door, he was sitting behind his big desk, with a fly swatter in his hand, and a small electric fan whirring away on his face. He had the only electricity in the camp except for the kitchen.
"It's come to my attention that you have instituted some interesting nighttime activities." I swallowed hard, wondering who had snitched. I said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
"How many boys have you corrupted this summer?"
"None...Sir...They all did it of their own accord."
"Is that so?" He swished the flyswatter a time or two at invisible flies. "Do you think you should be punished for your um...sexual activities?"
"No...Sir."
"Well, seeing how it has become a camp wide activity, I don't really see how we can draw attention to it and ourselves in the process. I only have one regret."
"What's that sir," I breathed easier, realizing he wasn't going to do anything to me.
"That I found out about it so late."
"Would you have stopped it and prosecuted us sir?"
"Perhaps not." He stood up, he was naked from the waist down, and his large thick glans was drooling cocksnot. "I don't suppose you could find the time to take care of my little problem here can you?" I stumbled around his desk, and he sat back down in his chair. I swallowed his shaft, thankful he was not going to prosecute me, and began sucking. My eyes roamed up his body, and as he stroked my sucking head with his flyswatter, my eye caught a movement in the window. Jerold and Todd were standing there watching me blow Mr. Jakes, the grins on their faces told me where he'd heard about my night work.
Mr. Jakes has asked me to return as a counselor next summer. He insists that he will make me the head man, and wants me to begin feeling out the new students as early as possible, because he wants to be able to participate in next summer's fun and games.
Todd told me that Jerold had sucked Mr. Jakes off one day in his office after he'd gone there to take a telephone call from his mother. Mr. Jakes had sat through the entire conversation, while Jerold played with his cock pretending Mr. Jakes wasn't in the room. When he hung up, he said Mr. Jakes was practically panting, and sucked Jerold first, and then made Jerold suck him. They had both been fucked by Mr. Jakes several times since that first day.
I guess there won't be anymore fire and brimstone sermons for the new hands at the camp. Cocks and asscunts are the order of the day.